"So how did your date go last night?" Booth felt a ping in his heart but he knew he had to know. She had been dating Scott longer than any other man he knew of, even Sully. He never liked the man but he treated Brennan with respect so he pushed his hatred down for the sake of his partnership.

"Wonderful actually. He took me dancing then we went back to my apartment for a special dance of my own." She forced a smile on her face as she glanced at her partner. She knew it would hurt him but she knew she had to be honest.

Booth's heart sunk. The man had gotten Brennan to open up socially more in the last three months then Booth had in four years.

"Oh." Was all he could muster.

The silence in the car was deafening.

"So did he like your moves?" Booth finally broke the silence as his heart screamed in agony.

"Booth, I do not feel it necessary to discuss what I do in my bedroom." Brennan said flatly.

"What? No! I mean your dance moves." His breathing was erratic. That woman was going to give him a heart attack!

"They seemed acceptable." She shot him a glare then went back to staring mindlessly out the window.

Silence.

Brennan began drumming her hands on the center console. She brought her left hand to his side of the console and let her fingertips caress his arm but suddenly shot then back to her lap. She let out a sigh before she spoke.

"Booth, do you know what love is?" She spoke with a determined glare.

"Sure. Why?" He glanced over at her but she refused to look at him, instead she fixated her gaze at her shoes. She could look at anything except those brown pools, with one glance he would know it was all a lie.

"Nothing, never mind." She clenched her fists and frowned. She wanted to scream it from the rooftops but when it came to her partner the words just would not form.

Booth just nodded and continued driving. They pulled into a gas station and Booth parked.

"Need anything Bones?" He looked up at her but she still refused to look up.

"Huh?"

"Do you need anything to drink? A snack perhaps? It is still another six hours until we can find a place to sleep."

"Oh, no. Nothing." She spoke without a hint of emotion. What she really needed from him was something she knew she would never receive.

"Oh, ok." Booth spoke as he turned and walked into the gas station.

As soon as the door shut behind him Brennan broke down and began to sob. She pulled her left hand in front of her face and sighed. It had been a week and he still hadn't notice the big rock on her left hand. She wanted to shake some sense into the man but that was completely irrational. Instead she took the high road; if he was unwilling to talk about her new relationship with Scott then she wouldn't bring it up.

She attempted to force the tears at bay but something was pulling at her heart. She knew it was useless but somehow she felt empty and cold. She ran her finger down his seat and felt a jolt of electricity which opened the gates to her now emotional hell. She opened up the case file and began scanning the pages, trying to push the flood of emotion down deeper. It was no use. The flood gates were open and they had no reason to recede.

She placed her head in her hands and began to cry. She was sure he would see her but she didn't care. All she cared about was pushing these feelings for her partner aside. She had a month until her wedding and could not in good faith marry a man when she thought of another. She had spent the last month trying to define these new feelings about her partner but she always came up empty.

All Brennan knew was she wasn't even sure if she knew what love was.